Your God is dead.  He has passed into oblivion of his own free will.  There is nothing you can do to resurrect his form; he has passed out of apathy toward your own pathetic pleas.  In his omniscience he has grown tired of your petty problems and the fact that you are unable and unwilling to reform yourself as a species.  He who knows all has seen that you will never rise above your petty mundane tendencies and has turned his face from you and toward the fire of oblivion.  There is no salvation for your pathetic soul save enlightenment, and in the denial of your blindness to the simple reality.  Your faith is utterly meaningless.